I have a short, little story for you fellows. Grab your popcorn and enjoy.
I live in an apartment with a good friend of mine. He and I have been sharing the rent, as is the norm for poor-ass folk like us. Lately, our plumbing has been, shall we
say, substandard. It's been faulty ever since we landed the place. One wonderful evening, I come home from work to find out that the house reeks of the worst kind
of raw sewage imaginable. The odors were emanating from the bathroom. I thought immediately "Damn, did Josh intercourse ing order the entire Taco Bell menu today?"
However, my imaginings were only a fraction of what I was about to witness in the bathroom. Nearly blinded by the deafening smell, I creaked the bathroom door open
to see a sight that first took my eyes by surprise. A dead cat had lodged itself between the toilet paper holder thing and strangled itself to death. The cat was covered
in poop. However, the cat wasn't the only thing covered in poop. Everywhere the eye could look was the color brown, and occasionally dark green. Shitty paw prints were
on the mirrors and the walls. Toilet water was oozing at an alarming rate. I had no idea what to think or what to do. I was baffled to the core. 'Twas a poopty situation.
---To be continued.---
I must find out how the cat got there.
This is a poopty story.
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what the... I don't...
I must have more.
Oh god yes.
I have a sad feeling it isn't going to continue.
Quote from: Kianglo on December 07, 2010, 02:09:46 PM
I have a sad feeling it isn't going to continue.
Or I already have it written but won't post it for another few days to build up tension.
Quote from: Super on December 07, 2010, 06:43:42 PM
Or I already have it written but won't post it for another few days to build up tension.
Oooh i can't wait